Still raining

September 5th, 90% humidity and 100% chance of rain today.  New England humidity is something I definitely will not miss.  The first day of school went so well, mostly because our teachers are heroes...hard-working, confident, compassionate heroes.  It's all about getting the right people on the bus, and wow, do we ever have the right people this year.  Kids are incredibly cute and excited for the new school year.  Some are starting to show their true colors (short honeymoon period, right?) but with the experience we have from our first year, I know we'll be able to handle anything that comes our way.

So did I mention that a month ago we adopted a new puppy?  Hmmm, timing is everything.  It could be that had we known on August 6th that we'd be moving to Boulder in 5 months we might not have undertaken the monumental job of raising a new puppy.  But damn, Enzo is cute and he has moments of being brilliant.  It's the getting up in the middle of the night to play, pee, whatever that's starting to get old.  I think we need to get some training (for Mark and me, that is).  Anyway, we have him, he's ours and we're trying to figure out how to manage him along with everything else.  If I can figure out how to put a picture on this blog I'll show you what he looks like.  We named him after the canine narrator in the book The Art of Racing in the Rain.  I highly recommend it.

September 17th feels like it's bearing down on us now...I'm more anxious about being alone here, not only because I'll miss having Mark here with me but also because of all that needs to be done to get ready to move, along with the demands of the first trimester of a new school year.  I want more than anything to stay fully engaged at school...I think I'll be able to do that because of how busy each day is and how unpredictable my time at school is.  I really can't do anything but be engaged while I'm there.

We made good progress on our lists yesterday(!) but I filled mine right back up for today.  Gonna get boxes from UHaul I think.  Packing something--anything--will help me feel more in control.  I think that's a genetic thing with us Barneses...when a move is imminent, we spring into action.  So I'm about to spring.